An empty shell.
An empty brace.
A hollow sorrow
for an empty race.
Nobody comes
and nobody goes...
Who is Nobody, you ask?
Nobody knows!

A/N: Found it buried at the bottom of my seems-like-100-yr-old clipboard, mingling with dozens of little bits of all kinds of poetic junk I'd been attempting to write, maybe as far back as8 whole months ago! Only bit I actually liked. :-)